Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Oman and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Ultra Naté to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aaron Thompson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Donald Byrd,
Grauzone,
Technova,
Bobby Sherman,
KRS-One,
OOIOO,
Section 25,
The Offenders,
Accadde A,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fire Engines,
Rufus Thomas,
The Zeros,
Wire,
John Holt,
Glenn Branca,
PIL,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Althea and Donna,
LL Cool J,
Scott Walker,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Detroit Cobras,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Basic Channel,
ABBA,
Popol Vuh,
Essential Logic,
Funkadelic,
Crooked Eye,
Bang On A Can,
Albert Ayler,
Lindisfarne,
Stockholm Monsters,
Don Cherry,
The Gap Band,
the Human League,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joe Smooth,
Amon Düül,
Bob Dylan,
Bootsy Collins,
The Associates,
Robert Görl,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Gladiators,
Boredoms,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
T.S.O.L.,
The Skatalites,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.